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Chapter 182 The moment I saw you, you were already dead(1/2)

[If you choose one, of course you are unwilling to do so.] Zhang Shuan replied calmly.

"Why?" Xiaomoustache was not angry, and only a little puzzled appeared on her face, "What's wrong with this?"

"Although this is in a dream, it is almost no different from reality. You can not only experience various different lives here, but also see completely different worlds." He pointed around, "Here, you don't have to follow the rules like you live in reality, you can be more willful and do whatever you want, and don't have to worry about birth, old age, sickness and death. Isn't it a perfect life?"

[You have said it, this is just a dream.] Zhang Shu'an said calmly.

"As long as it is real enough, there is no difference between dreams and reality." Xiaowang argued, "Look at this world. If you didn't know your situation in advance, would you regard it as a dream?"

Zhang Shuan had no intention of arguing with him and remained silent.

The mustache glanced at the person beside him and pressed the button next to the elevator.

This time, the transparent elevator did not fall, but was directly translated.

This dream world is a doomsday world full of zombies.

The rapidly shifting elevator passed through various ruins and countless corpse tides.

A thousand miles a day.

In a moment, we arrived at a small survivor camp.

The camp is not big, and it is probably only a few dozen people.

While repairing the fortifications, a man in his thirties guided the country to a group of people and arranged the matter clearly.

It can be clearly seen that this guy is the leader of this camp and has a high reputation. His men are extremely obedient to his orders.

"Did you see that person?" the mustache pointed at the man, "Do you feel any difference?"

Zhang Shuan looked at it and shook his head.

"He is a player." Xiaowang said slowly, "Just a few days ago, he was still living in the real world. He was so poor that he couldn't afford to eat a bite of food, and he slept under the bridge hole."

"Due to gambling, his family was destroyed and his debt was over millions. When I found out, he was completely desperate about life and jumped into the river." He looked at the man and said with satisfaction. "After he was unconscious, I rescued him and made him the first player in this dream game."

"Of course, it may be a bit inappropriate to describe it as a player." He smiled, "because he is not like the players behind him, he never knew from beginning to end that this was in a dream game."

"The moment he woke up, he was already in this 16th-level doomsday world." His eyes were playful, "At the beginning, when he came to this world full of zombies, he was very desperate, thinking that this was God's punishment for him, until he found out that he could be resurrected infinitely."

"At this time, he realized that this was not a punishment given to him by God." His face was filled with a smile, "but a reward!"

"God gave him a brand new world and a brand new life, and he also gave him a golden finger very caringly!"

"Using his golden fingers, he has been in this world for a few days. He has become the leader of a camp, with power and...beauty."

Speaking of this, the mustache pointed at the other side.

After that "player" arranged the matter, two pretty girls came up to him, talked and laughed, and behaved extremely intimately.

"Look at him now, he is confident and calm, and full of energy. It is completely different from the decadent and desperate appearance I saw when I first saw him." Xiaowang smiled and looked as if he was looking at a work that satisfied him very much. "Now he is no longer a gambling dog who collapsed to suicide, but a 'time traveler' with a bright future!"

"Believe it or not, even if I tell him now that this is in a dream, he will never want to leave." He looked at the K beside him, "Think about it, what would he do if someone brought him back to reality now and asked him to face the situation where the family was destroyed and the debt was millions?"

"I will definitely be so desperate that I commit suicide, right?" he smiled confidently.

Zhang Shuan looked at the man without comment.

For many people, living in Truman's world is actually a kind of happiness.

"I have a vote for those players in the game. If I let them live in this dream game forever, would I be willing?" Xiao Wang said again, "98% of people chose to be willing."

"Because most people cannot be as unworry about life as you do, and some trivial things that seem to be insignificant to you are enough to drive them crazy." He sighed, "They are already dissatisfied with their current life, and they are eager for life in their dreams and a different life."

"To be honest, if I trap those players in one of them now, they will definitely be able to easily accept and start enjoying the life of a time traveler." He said seriously, "To the eyes of people like you, living in a dream may be stupid."

"But for many people, living in dreams is actually a kind of happiness, isn't it?" He pointed to a man who had become a winner in life not far away.

Zhang Shuan understood clearly. In Xiaomou's eyes, k was already a dead person, so this guy talked so much.

Obviously, the blueprint in this guy’s heart must be extremely grand.

Huge pressure accumulates in his heart, making him extremely uncomfortable and needs a point of release.

But he couldn't tell anyone about many things.

Unless...dead people!

He needs a tree hole, a living tree hole.

A tree hole that can think, communicate with him, and in the end, can be erased by him!

The guy who came in front of me uninvited and claimed to be Wang Beining's online dating boyfriend is obviously the best choice.

[Do you want everyone to live in a dream?] Zhang Shuan thought about it and understood the other person's meaning.

"That's right." The beard shrugged and admitted very calmly.

[Do you want to be the god in your dream?] Zhang Shuan saw through the guy’s inner thoughts and questioned.

"What's wrong?" Xiaowang smiled, "Being a bad person and pretending to be a good person for life, then he is a good person."

"When everyone lives in a dream..." He raised his head slightly, "then this dream will become a reality!"

"At that time, I will no longer be the God in my dream." A little bit of arrogance appeared in his eyes, "but the real God!"

"I like to control everything in such a world like a god." Xiaowang looked at the 'player' again, waved his hand, "Everything will be under my control, and no one can escape from my palm!"

Not far away, the man was grinning with two beautiful girls.

Suddenly, one of the girls' eyes turned blood red and bit the "player"'s neck hard.

Suddenly, blood surged like a fountain.

The "player" fell to the ground, was gnawed wildly, twitched a few times, and slowly died.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Shuan felt a little sad inexplicably.

This "time traveler" with a golden finger, life and death, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, is all in the thoughts of the man beside him.

Some painful lessons that are unforgettable for the "Time Traveler" are actually very likely to be just the "god" next to him is in a bad mood for a while and wants to vent.

[But this world is about to be destroyed. What's the point of doing all this?] Zhang Shuan couldn't help but ask.

"This world will be destroyed, but humans will not." Xiaowang said affirming.

Zhang Shuan didn't say anything anymore.

People who can make such decisions must have a greater strength in their mind than ordinary people.

When he had already made a conclusion in his mind, he tried to make the other party repent with his mouth, which was purely a fantasy.

The mustache breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, he basically said all the words he kept in his heart, and his body and mind were relaxed.

Press the [17] floor button next to the elevator.

"It's getting late, let's take you to see your girlfriend." Xiaomou's mood became very good and his tone was relaxed.

The elevator once again sank into the ground and fell rapidly.

Soon after, I finally arrived at the bottom floor marked on the elevator, that is, the 17th floor.

The elevator landed in a small yard.

It was sunset.

A ray of sunset shone on the yard, an old man with gray hair and wrinkled face.

She was lying in a chair, squinting her eyes and looking into the distance.

"This is your girlfriend." The mustache pointed at the old man, with a bit of joke and teasing on his face. "It's a pity that I came a little late. In a while, she should be dying of old age."

"As a thief in time, you should be able to think of what's going on?" He stretched out his right hand.

In his palm, there was a pocket gyro that kept turning.

This gyro seemed to be moving forever, with no sign of stopping at all.

With Zhang Shuan's reading volume, even if the other party didn't take out this thing, he had long guessed the way Xiao Wangzi used on Wang Beining.

This gyro comes from the movie [Inception].

In the movie setting, everyone's ability to dream is different, both strong and weak.

Some people have extremely powerful ability to shape dreams, and the dreams they create are comparable to reality and are enough to be fake and real.

Some people have weak ability to shape dreams and may not even be able to achieve basic logical self-consistent.

The effect of this gyroscope allows users to borrow the ability to shape dreams from their targets.

In other words, Xiaowang used this gyro and borrowed Wang Beining's dream-making ability to create more than a dozen such real and grand worlds.

Otherwise, it would be a fantasy to create a perfect small room with the ability of ordinary people to dream.

The most powerful part of Wang Beining is that he can clearly shape his dreams, and also has the ability to change everything in his dreams at any time, comparable to the gods in his dreams.

Now that the beard has the same ability, no wonder he can change everything he wants, like a god in the world.

In the setting of the movie [Inception], if the consciousness of ordinary people is washed by layers of dreams.

Memories that were originally just sealed will pass away little by little.
To be continued...
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